Aubron is a wood elf, his father is from Fenn, while his mother from the city of Caras Eldar. As a child his father left to return to his homeland, and left him and his mother to fend for themselves in the outskirts of the city. He was a mix of a wood elf and a snow elf, so the other children teased him because of his looks, so he took a love to nature and the creatures of the forest. As he grew his love of the environment grew vast, and he loved to wander the paths of the forest, searching for something that he didn’t know of. As he reached adulthood his mother died, she had committed suicide due to her longing for his father, later he would learn his father had died from a terrible disease that swept quickly through his body, leaving him dead by the next morning. Now Aubron was lonely, wandering through the place he had felt so connected to, he found a love for the earth, and the creatures that inhabited it. He now lives in many different places, constantly charting the untouched lands of his ancestors, searching for things that others have not found.
Character Name: Aubron Zyldan
Character Race: Wood Elf
Character Gender: Male
Character Age: 80
Physical Description: Aubron has dark hair, pale skin, and pale blue eyes that look of the sky and He wears the green cloak that looks of the forest
Roleplay Scenario: The traveller has just arrived in a small town. As they look around, their gaze is met with run down houses and shops. They duck into one of the shacks, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the small room, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town?" She begins, then pauses to study their face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a chair, “Where do you come from? What do you hope to make of yourself?”
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"Oh, I just, uh…" The traveler stutters, tensing up. They eye the crone, then back outside the shack. For a moment, the air thickens with anticipation, until…
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